brmqtr | Oct. 5th, 2025

Oct. 5th, 2025

I wrote a Discword (A fantasy book series by Terry Pratchett) fanfiction.

This is the summary:

When an assassin disappears without a trace inside Lord Vetinari’s office, Captain Carrot of the City Watch is ordered to investigate. Which is awkward, because even Vetinari insists he didn’t kill him — and if Vetinari says so, you can almost believe it.

With Angua, Nobby, and a handful of wizards who would much rather be having breakfast, Carrot follows a trail of flour, hedge-magic, and Guild intrigue. Soon he uncovers a conspiracy to control Ankh-Morpork’s bread supply — which, in this city, is far more dangerous than any dagger.

But as Carrot pulls the assassin back from the very cracks of reality itself, the citizens begin to look at their Watchman in a new light. Some see a hero. Others see a king. And Vetinari, as ever, sees the most dangerous thing of all: an honest man.

This is author's note:

“I’ve always loved the strange balance between Carrot’s honesty and Vetinari’s cunning. This story asks: what if Vetinari handed Carrot a mystery even he couldn’t explain? Thank you for reading!”

You can read it on fanfiction archive here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71853616

I wrote a The Lions of Al-Rassan (A book by Guy Gavriel Kay) fanfiction.

This is the summary:

When Ammar ibn Khairan arrives at Rodrigo’s house while Rodrigo Belmonte is away, his charm quickly wins over Miranda and the children. But Ammar’s letters to Miranda carry a dangerous undercurrent — admiration for her, envy of Rodrigo, and a longing that goes beyond either.

As Rodrigo returns and the bonds between the three deepen, the household becomes the stage for a different kind of battle: one fought not with swords or politics, but with honesty, loyalty, and desire. In the shadow of history, they must decide whether their secret bond will break them — or bind them closer than ever before.

This is author's note:

This story grew out of my love for The Lions of Al-Rassan and the bonds at its heart. Rodrigo, Ammar, and Miranda are characters who carry loyalty, courage, and longing in equal measure, and I wanted to explore what might happen if their connection deepened into something neither history nor society could name.

It’s a tale of letters, choices, and silences — and of how three people might carry a secret bond together. Thank you for reading, and I hope this piece captures some of the beauty, danger, and tenderness of Kay’s world.

You can read it on fanfiction archive here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71854086

I wrote The man in the iron mask (1998 film) fanfiction.

This is the summary:

After the fall of Louis and the coronation of his twin, Philippe, France enters a fragile new age. At the Louvre, the young king learns to rule under the steady eyes of Athos and the careful guidance of Aramis.

But in the long nights and hushed corridors of the palace, comradeship deepens into something neither man expected. As they shape a king, Athos and Aramis must face the truth of what they have begun to shape in each other — a bond of loyalty, desire, and love that can never be spoken aloud.

This is the author's note:

This story grew from my love of The Man in the Iron Mask and the bond between Athos and Aramis. After Philippe takes the throne, I wanted to imagine what might unfold in the quiet that follows — not battles or conspiracies, but long nights, shared duty, and the fragile intimacy that can grow between two men who have carried the weight of France on their shoulders.

It is a tale of loyalty, of love that comes late, and of silence as steady as the crown they protect. Thank you for reading, and I hope this piece captures some of the tenderness and gravity of their bond.

You can read it on the fanfiction archive here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71854471

I wrote The Chronicles of Master Li and Number Ten Ox (A fantasy book series by Barry Hughart) fanfiction.

This is the summary:

In the province of Yu-Ting, peace has descended like an unwanted guest with suspiciously good manners. Children whisper instead of shout. Chickens bow politely. And villagers have stopped arguing—a sure sign something unnatural is afoot.

The cause? A large, velvet-cushion-dwelling pig who quotes Confucius, settles lawsuits with flawless logic, and accepts offerings of dumplings in exchange for legal advice. Some say it’s possessed. Others say it passed the civil service exam. All agree: the pig is in charge.

Summoned to investigate, Master Li Kao—a brilliant old scholar with a slight flaw in his character—and Number Ten Ox, his steadfast and perpetually bewildered companion, must determine whether the swine is a sage, a ghost, or simply the reincarnation of an overly ambitious bureaucrat.

Featuring haunted abacuses, a debating goat, a pigsty-turned-temple, and one of the most scandalous uses of a red ink brush in recorded history, The Pig Who Spoke in Proverbs is a tale of logic, lunacy, and the dangerous consequences of listening too closely to talking animals.

You can read it on fanfiction archive here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71854716

I wrote The Chronicles of Master Li and Number Ten Ox (A fantasy book series by Barry Hughart) fanfiction.

This is the summary:

In the tranquil town of Mei-Chien, where the koi are rumored to recite poetry and tea leaves arrange themselves into letters of complaint, something decidedly unusual has occurred: a widow has fallen in love with her mirror.

Not metaphorically.

She dresses it in silk. She sets a teacup beside it. She claims it whispers to her in verse. And worse — every suitor who dares to court her disappears without explanation.

Enter Master Li Kao, a brilliant and disreputable scholar with a slight flaw in his character, and Number Ten Ox, his strong and kind-hearted companion. Called upon to investigate what the locals suspect is either possession, madness, or an unusually charming demon, the pair uncover a mystery more tender—and dangerous—than either expects.

As proverbs are quoted by polished bronze, reflections smile before their owners do, and love letters appear written in fog, Li and Ox must determine whether the widow is truly cursed... or whether she and the mirror are simply two souls who recognized each other too clearly.

A tale of longing, illusion, and absurd affection, The Widow Who Married a Mirror is a lyrical, comic mystery about love that sees—and love that reflects.

You can read it here on fanfiction archive:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71855166

I wrote The Charioteer (A book by Mary Renault) fanfiction.

This is the summary:

Laurie and Ralph live quietly above a bakery, where the walls are thin and the rooms are separate. The war is over, but silence lingers — in the spaces between their hands, in the words they don’t speak aloud. They share meals, train for jobs, and learn how to stay.

Visitors come. Illness threatens. The world outside remains indifferent, offering no permission and no vocabulary for what they are. Yet through each season — through shyness and fear, through laughter and distance — something steady begins to grow.

A glance. A touch. A promise.

This Quiet Ground is a love story written in margins: soft, restrained, and enduring. It is about choosing each other, again and again, even when the world does not ask. Not a happy ending — but theirs.

You can read the story on fanfiction archive:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71855456

I wrote a One piece (Manga by Eiichiro Oda) fanfiction. It's about Ace and Boa Hancock.

Here is the summary:

Portgas D. Ace never intended to visit Amazon Lily—let alone get caught up in its ancient secrets.

Sent to investigate vanishing ships along the Calm Belt, Ace finds himself among the fierce and isolated Kuja warriors, led by the formidable Boa Hancock. But when a ghost ship appears and Kuja fighters begin falling under strange possessions, it becomes clear that something far older and more dangerous is awakening beneath the sea.

As Ace joins Hancock and her sisters in unraveling the mystery, they uncover the legend of the First Empress, two serpents bound by grief and power, and a forgotten curse tied to the island’s foundations. Their journey will take them through sunken shrines, spectral visions, and battles against forces beyond death.

This is an adventure of fire and stone, sisterhood and memory, with a touch of comedy, cooking, and the enduring flame of impossible love.

You can read it here on fanfiction archive:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71856231

I wrote a Tuf Voyaging (A science fiction book by George R R Martin) X Hyakkiyakō Shō (A supernatural manga by Ima Ichiko) crossover fanfiction.

Here is the summary:

When a spirit-sealing ritual goes wrong, Iijima Ritsu wakes aboard a vast and lonely starship crewed by one man, one cat, and a world of cloned ecosystems. The Ark, operated by the methodical and solitary Haviland Tuf, is bound for a planet plagued by mysterious sleep disorders, madness, and a silence too deep to be natural.

Ritsu, out of place in a world of sterile technology, senses the truth immediately: the planet is haunted—not by ghosts of the dead, but by something older, more collective, and aching.

Together, the spirit-worker and the ecological engineer confront a buried genocide, the grief of a silenced species, and the limits of reason. As they work to create a vessel to carry the spirit of the planet’s memory, a deeper bond forms—slow, quiet, and unfamiliar to them both.

This is a story of ghosts and logic, grief and renewal, mushrooms and cats. Of kissing for the first time. Of choosing to stay.

And of two men—one ancient in discipline, one young in devotion—learning what it means to build peace not only for others, but for each other.

You can read it here on fanfiction archive:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71856741

I wrote One piece (Manga by Eiichiro Oda) X Highlander (1992 tv show) crossover fanfic.

Here is the summary:

When Methos—an immortal who has outlived gods, empires, and a thousand names—wakes to the sound of waves instead of engines, he realizes he’s far from any world he’s known. The sea is lawless, the sky is stranger, and the first man to greet him is sharp-eyed, sharp-tongued… and wearing a fuzzy hat.

Trafalgar Law is no stranger to the unusual. As the captain of the Heart Pirates and wielder of a Devil Fruit power that defies biology, he’s dissected mysteries stranger than myth. But nothing prepares him for Methos: sarcastic, secretive, oddly well-read, and apparently impossible to kill.

Thrown together by chance—or fate—they navigate a world of pirates, Marines, and haunted histories, each carrying wounds that never healed and questions they’ve never dared ask.

What begins as reluctant cooperation becomes uneasy trust. And when trust deepens into intimacy, neither man is ready for what follows.

One cuts to understand.
The other hides to survive.
But love, perhaps, is what neither of them expected to grow.

You can read it on fanfiction archive here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71857126

I wrote Lawrence of Arabia (1962 film) fanfiction.

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In the shifting sands of revolution and empire, Kingdom of Two reimagines the bond between T. E. Lawrence and Prince Faisal as one of forbidden love, tested by war, politics, and the weight of history.

From covert glances beneath desert stars to fierce intimacy amid betrayal, this story traces the evolution of two men who defied nations to fight for a future they believed in—and found each other along the way.

As the Arab Revolt rages and foreign powers draw lines across maps, Lawrence and Faisal walk the fine line between loyalty and longing, duty and desire. Through whispered confessions, stolen nights, and quiet promises, they carve a private kingdom of trust, passion, and shared dreams—hidden from the eyes of the world, yet enduring as fiercely as the desert wind.

This is not the history they wrote in books.
This is the one they carried in silence, and in love.

You can read the story on the fanfiction archive here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71857566

I wrote A Dangerous Man: Lawrence After Arabia (1990 film) fanfiction.

Here is the summary:

In the shadows of war and empire, two men stood at the crossroads of history—T. E. Lawrence, the enigmatic British officer shaped by the desert, and Prince Faisal, heir to a fractured Arab world struggling for sovereignty. Their bond was forged in fire, sand, and politics, where duty blurred with desire and silence carried the weight of longing.

This is a reimagined history of what might have been: a love story unfolding behind the closed doors of Parisian hotels, beneath the stars of the Nefud, and among the crumbling promises of empire. Amidst diplomatic games and broken treaties, their connection deepens—from fleeting glances across marble halls to stolen nights filled with tenderness, fury, and unwavering devotion.

As borders are drawn and kings betrayed, they choose something else: not to be remembered by history, but to live outside it—quietly, defiantly, together.

You can read the story here on fanfiction archive:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71857851

I wrote One piece (Manga by Eiichiro Oda) fanfiction.

Here is the summary:

By the time the crew noticed, Sanji and Luffy were already together.

There was no grand announcement—just quiet touches, shared meals, and a new kind of ease between them. They didn’t hide it, and no one asked. Whether they were chopping vegetables side by side or trading teasing glances across the deck, it was clear: they were close, and they were happy.

Their relationship unfolded not in secret but in sunlight, amid laughter, kisses, and the rhythm of life at sea. Luffy’s boundless curiosity met Sanji’s grounded devotion in ways both tender and chaotic—whether Luffy was stealing snacks mid-cook or trying to learn how to use his hands for something other than eating and fighting.

Together, they explored magical islands, uncovered hidden ruins, and met strange, wondrous creatures. Sanji collected rare ingredients; Luffy tried to cook them. Some nights were filled with warmth and softness, curled beside each other under stars. Others sparked with danger, absurdity, and joy—the kind only the Straw Hat crew could summon.

Through every storm and every surprise, Sanji and Luffy stayed close. Their love wasn’t dramatic. It didn’t demand to be understood. It simply was—as natural and vital as the sea itself.

This is their story: playful, romantic, sometimes ridiculous, often sweet. A tale of two idiots in love, sailing forward with bright eyes and open hearts.

You can read it here on fanfiction archive:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71858426

I wrote Papa told me (Manga by Nanae Haruno) X Gin no Spoon (Manga by Mari Ozawa) crossover fanfic.

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When Ritsu, a quiet young man raising his lively twin siblings Shirabe and Kanade, crosses paths with author and single father Shinkichi Matoba in a secondhand bookstore, neither expects their worlds to change. Matoba is looking through cookbooks for his daughter Chise, while Ritsu offers quiet insight from years of bento-making and home cooking. What begins as a casual conversation over recipes turns into something deeper—built on simple kindness, shared meals, and a slow-growing sense of comfort neither had been seeking.

As Matoba finds himself returning again and again to Ritsu’s warm, chaotic household, the lines between bento tips and quiet affection begin to blur. The children—curious, observant, and occasionally meddling—begin to ask questions neither man knows how to answer… yet.

Through soft mornings, late-night walks, clumsy kisses, and the occasional soy sauce spill, two men discover that love doesn’t need drama—it just needs time, honesty, and a kitchen full of laughter.

A gentle, domestic love story about cooking, caretaking, and finding peace where you least expect it.

You can read the story on fanfiction archive here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71858976

I wrote Fullmetal alchemist (Manga by Arakawa Hiromu) X The Neverending story (Fantasy book by Michael Ende) crossover fanfiction.

Here is the summary:

When Alphonse Elric discovers a strange, glowing book in a dusty corner of Resembool, he doesn’t expect it to call his name.

Drawn into Fantastica, a world of shapeshifting forests, storm-dragons, and secrets made of starlight, Al finds himself face to face with Atreyu—a fierce boy with storm-dark eyes and quiet grief. As the two journey across skies and sacred groves, their bond deepens from cautious trust to an aching, wordless love.

Watched over by Falkor, the ever-smiling luckdragon, they navigate trials of desire and distance, longing and return. Between Fantastica’s wild magic and Amestris’s grounded soil, they find a place where stars remember kisses, dragons sleep in clouds, and love is real enough to cross worlds.

This is a story of flight and falling, of breathless firsts and sacred promises, of two hearts learning that home isn’t always where you begin—but where someone stays.

You can read the story on the fanfiction archive here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71859536

I wrote Honey and clover (Manga by Umino Chika) fanfiction.

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Yūta Takemoto never expected his quiet life to be interrupted again by Shinobu Morita’s whirlwind chaos—but then again, Morita never asked for permission before crashing into anyone's world. Years after college, the two find themselves orbiting one another once more—this time in Morita’s glitter-streaked studio, where spilled paint and laughter mix with awkward glances and slowly deepening touches.

What begins with teasing kisses and burned rice turns into something quieter, warmer, and a little more terrifying: intimacy. Between miso soup shirtless mornings, tangled futons on stormy nights, and weekends spent building models or painting backs, Takemoto and Morita learn how to be together—through shared silence, shared space, and one kiss after another.

Sometimes tender, sometimes ridiculous, always a little messy—this is a love story told in sketches, tea spills, and the soft brushstrokes of two artists still figuring it out.

You can read it here on fanfiction archive:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71859906

I wrote Smallville (Tv drama) x Hearts in Atlantis (2001 film) crossover fanfiction.

Here is the summary:

Lex Luthor never expected to find an old man locked away in a secret facility, guarded by creatures that bent reality. Ted Brautigan was supposed to be just another prisoner, another curiosity hidden from the world. Instead, Lex found someone who saw through his armor with a single glance.

What begins as a daring rescue becomes something neither of them planned: nights on the run, banter over terrible tea, and an unlikely bond between a restless heir and a weary psychic. The Low Men may hunt them across the shadows, but in each other they discover something rarer than safety—trust, laughter, and a love they never thought they deserved.

Shadows in Atlantis is a story of escape and intimacy, where danger sharpens every choice, and two men build a fragile, stubborn paradise above the ruins of the world.

You can read it here on fanfiction archive:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71865121

I wrote Tuf Voyaging (Science fiction by George R R Martin) x Highlander (1992 tv drama) crossover fanfiction.

Here is the summary:

Methos has spent five thousand years surviving—outliving empires, wars, and lovers, always running before anyone could matter too much. Sneaking aboard a starship should have been just another escape. Instead, he finds himself on the Ark: a vessel of cats, order, and the impossibly formal Captain Haviland Tuf.

Tuf speaks in careful precision, Methos in irreverent sarcasm. One clings to order, the other thrives in chaos. Yet as they voyage from one crisis to the next, something shifts—companionship sparks where neither expected it, and survival begins to mean more than just outlasting.

Among Stars and Strays is a tale of banter, cats, and improbable harmony, where an immortal trickster and an ecological engineer learn that even eternity can feel less lonely when shared.

You can read the story on fanfiction archive here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71865831

I wrote Jamie Oliver RPF with an original male character (Friendship).

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Jamie Oliver only wanted a sprig of thyme. Instead, he bought time—and ended up cooking soup that aged backwards. That blunder led him straight into the path of Gwon Hee, a young culinary student who measures every grain of salt and stirs with precision.

Thrown together in kitchens where pasta sprouts legs, breadcrumbs complain about being stepped on, and giants mistake cauldrons for teacups, the two unlikely partners must learn to balance Jamie’s bold improvisation with Gwon Hee’s careful discipline. Along the way, they uncover a recipe thief, face enchanted ovens, and discover that cooking is less about perfection and more about sharing joy.

Full of flour-dusted chaos, sharp wit, and heartwarming meals, Salt, Spice, and Surprises is a tale of friendship, food, and the magic that happens when two cooks stir a pot together.

You can read the story here on fanfiction archive:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71900261

I wrote Author RPF fanfiction. It's Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman (Friendship)

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At the dawn of time, the Angel of Sharp Quills and the Trickster of Dreams are given a simple task: keep the universe from falling apart before teatime. Unfortunately, they can’t agree on how. Terry believes in rules, lists, and proper paperwork. Neil prefers metaphors, myths, and the occasional flying hedgehog.

When a half-written villain begins rewriting reality—making London literally rain cats and dogs and turning Ankh-Morpork unnaturally tidy—the two reluctant allies must find a way to stop him. From pubs that serve ambrosia and cheap ale, to a conversation over tea with Death (who has a questionable sense of humor), Terry and Neil bicker, scribble, and improvise their way toward saving existence itself.

Their only hope lies in writing a new ending—one part satire, one part dream, and entirely built on friendship. After all, creation doesn’t just happen in the bold strokes; it lives in the margins too.

You can read the story here on fanfiction archive:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71907266

I wrote Author RPF fanfiction. It's Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman (Friendship).

Here is summary:

At first glance, the “Fantasy Creators Convention” looks ordinary—rows of booths, autograph lines, and badly designed banners in Comic Sans. But when Terry and Neil arrive, they quickly discover the truth: the attendees are not fans in costumes, but actual gods, monsters, and mythical beings who claim to be their creations.

What begins as a harmless signing session spirals into chaos. Hades insists Terry wrote him. A kitsune swears Neil made her. A griffin complains about being left out of Good Omens. Soon the convention hall splits into two factions—Team Terry, armed with contracts and forms, and Team Neil, chanting in free verse—threatening to unravel reality itself.

The only way to save the world is the way they once wrote together: with wit, satire, myth, and friendship. From panels on “World-Building for Deities” to a three-headed Cerberus stamping receipts in slobber, Terry and Neil must improvise a joint performance that reminds everyone of a simple truth: imagination isn’t owned—it’s shared.

And if the cosmos survives, there’s always next year’s convention.

You can read the story on fanfiction archive here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71909456

I wrote One piece (Manga by Eiichiro Oda) x Highlander (1992 tv drama) crossover fanfiction. This is sequel of The Surgeon and the Survivor.

You can read it on the fanfiction archive here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71857126

Here is the summary:

After storms, battles, and impossible survival, life aboard the Polar Tang finally slows. Methos, the immortal drifter, has become part of the crew—his sarcasm as familiar as Shachi and Penguin’s bickering, his endless stories woven into the rhythm of the mess hall. Law watches it all in silence, his surgeon’s mind reluctant to admit how easily Methos has settled into place.

There are no Marines to fight, no desperate chases—only small disasters in the kitchen, chess games overturned, ghost stories told too well, and the rare comfort of ordinary days. In the stillness between waves, Methos finds something he never expected: the treasure of belonging.

On the sunlit deck, where laughter drifts like salt air, boredom becomes a gift, silence becomes companionship, and immortality—for once—feels almost human.

You can read the story on fanfiction archive here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71914871